[Fake Identities + No CP + Pure Gray + Clones + Original Organization + Frail Buff + Doesn't follow original cases but follows the main plot]
A well-known piano composer from Blue Star...
Chapter 459 He dumped garbage into the ocean! He has no manners!
Seeing that they had all gone quite a distance, Bertrand shrugged and turned to slowly walk back towards the small hotel.
On his way back, he caught a glimpse of a woman by the roadside out of the corner of his eye. He immediately turned his head to look at her, and his eyes lit up. He skipped over to her and struck up a conversation with her in a sweet and innocent manner, "Sister, sister, you're so pretty~"
The woman paused for a moment, then turned her head and saw an adorable little boy. Her guard immediately relaxed, and a smile appeared on her face. "Thank you for the compliment. You are really cute."
Bertrand chuckled shyly, and naturally, they continued walking and chatting.
Before parting ways with her, Bertrand suddenly looked at her expectantly, "Sister, I like you so much! Be my sister!"
The woman paused for a moment, then chuckled, "You little rascal, you've been calling me 'sister' all along."
“Oh right.” Bertrand blinked, then tilted her head with the back of her hand against her cheek and asked happily, “So, sister agrees?”
"I would be so happy if I really had a younger brother like you," the woman said with a half-joking chuckle, covering her mouth.
Hearing this, Bertrand's eyes lit up even more. He cheered and then said goodbye to her, "Great! I'll come play with you again next time, sister. Bye-bye!"
"goodbye."
The woman waved and smiled as she said goodbye to him, only realizing after he had disappeared, "Oh dear, I didn't get a chance to ask him his name."
She returned home somewhat distressed. As she closed the door, she seemed to catch a glimpse of a woman in a red dress standing outside, smiling and staring at her.
She paused in closing the door, then opened it again and took a step out to check. There was nothing outside. She frowned in confusion. "Strange, is it just my imagination?"
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After catching up with Ryosuke Koike, Conan used his detective skills and protagonist aura to successfully get him to confess that he was the murderer of Shunpei Ohashi.
Ryosuke Koike chuckled helplessly, casually sat down on the stone steps, and gazed into the distance, looking out over the buildings towards the sea.
"The reason I killed him is actually very simple."
“He was born on Baiyun Island, but he was different from all the residents of Baiyun Island.”
“He dumps garbage into the ocean! He has no manners at all! I reminded him and warned him, but he didn’t listen. So on the day of the White Cloud Ceremony, I couldn’t take it anymore. I’m going to kill him, in the way the ocean does.”
"I don't think I did anything wrong. The trash and scum who pollute the ocean will eventually die at the hands of the ocean, die in the wrath of nature."
As Koike Ryosuke spoke, he suddenly threw his head back and burst into laughter.
After laughing, he turned to look at Conan and chuckled, "Don't worry, little brother, I'll turn myself in as soon as it's light tomorrow, because I want to see the sea again tonight."
He glanced at Conan, who seemed hesitant to speak, and then said, "Don't worry, I won't do anything like suicide, because I'm thinking that if I can get out of prison, I can continue to protect the sea."
Ryosuke Koike stretched, stood up, picked up the bag beside him, waved casually to Conan, and strode towards the sea.
This time, Conan had no intention of stopping him. Watching his figure grow smaller and smaller as he walked away, he turned and left as well.
The residents of Baiyun Island admire not only the clouds, but also all of nature.